Grace Greenan - Big Bad Wolf

Something bout the way your movin
Something that this air is doin
Forcing me to try
To get it out off my mind

Through a trail in the woods
You're no robin hood
And i'm little red
At least until i'm dead

My what big eyes you have
My sharp teeth you have
My what big hands you have
And what a tongue you have

The Big Bad Wolf
The Big Bad Wolf
The Big Bad Wolf
The Big Bad Wolf

Begin me try his potion
Bringing out my worst emotions
I'm smarter than that
Can't wait to show you my own traps

My what big eyes you have
My sharp teeth you have
My what big hands you have
And what a tongue you have

The Big Bad Wolf
The Big Bad Wolf
The Big Bad Wolf
The Big Bad Wolf

My what big eyes you have
My sharp teeth you have
My what big hands you have
And what a tongue you have

The Big Bad Wolf
The Big Bad Wolf
The Big Bad Wolf
The Big Bad Wolf

Written by:
Grace Greenan

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